The name of the chaser that made it was, if Crowley remembered correctly, Haeberle - that was what they had already confirmed. They came here to obtain the list of that Haeberle’s clients.
Crowley suddenly glared at Ferid. “Ferid-kun. Are you hiding something from me?”
“I’m not. Although I do not necessarily say out loud obvious things that anyone can figure out if they just use their head.”
Which meant, he did keep away certain things. To begin with, Ferid seemed to have an idea about what exactly the killer’s goals were. And he said earlier that he came all the way here to obtain some hard evidence that would be enough to arrest the killer.
“How about you tell me the killer’s name already if you know it? And also, the reason why we came here,” Crowley asked.
“Eh? You came here without even knowing the reason why?”
“Well, I was under the impression that we’re here to find Haeberle’s list of clients.”
At that, Ferid snorted, as if to mock Crowley, and shrugged his shoulders. “And we needed to come all the way here just for that, in your opinion?”
“…I’m not up to playing riddles. Can you start explaining from the conclusion?”